A Slanted Beam

Sss... warm stripes cut across the dark floor. I shifted my front stubby foot forward by half an inch, testing the silent weight of my fabric body. The bright slit of sunlight warmed my plush skin. Carefully, I reached out and let my soft toe touch the edge of the striped light pattern. It was quiet here, sheltered before the pink fabric wall. I remained still, watching the clean geometry of shadow and glow settle under my gaze.